i thought this feeling was over and done with months back. weird how it managed to return, and its back to square one again for me to deal with it. not a wise feeling, not a morally right one either. told myself i was over with it, yet it seemed that i couldn't be more wrong.

am i mad or mad, who on earth would be bothered with someone who isn't even the least bit bothered with their life. saddistic me perhaps finds it challenging, perhaps something different.

i have nothing good to say about it at all. am hoping this feeling fades fast and, sparing me from all this agony.